Newman is Monday’s new name. Hello, Monday. *sneer*
It’s not a bad day. It’s just that everything in my home and personal life is up in flames, so really, any work-related stress is like a picnic in comparison right now.
I made a couple of proofreading oversights in a weekend edition. Now, nobody realized that I completely rewrote the weekend edition the week before or that I am the reason behind what I thought were some wonderful edits in this weekend’s. But I overlooked a couple of boneheaded mistakes, and that annoys the poop out of me.
But, for every fail, there is always the opportunity to rack up a win. Like when I just corrected a 30-year industry veteran’s ramblings because he insisted on using the letter C in an 18-digit mystery code when it needed to be a P. Twice.
There are days when I say I wish I were dumber so I’d automatically be more successful. But the truth is, I’d rather be brilliant. Or at least marginally observant so that I can still appreciate me even when half the rest of the world doesn’t.